Red door

Luo Ye had a dream. In the dream, he was not well-known, mentally depressed, and stared blankly at the script every day.And because he is an actor from mainland China, he is not as prestigious as the stars of Hong Kong and Taiwan. He stares at the lines for a long time every day. The sun above his head is shining brightly, and the typeface on the white paper is very glaring. The young man came out of the mirror, and the young man smiled and said, "They say that mirror has the ability to travel through time and space, but nothing special happened, I just kept dreaming, and every time I dreamed, I dreamed of you and saw you... ...I felt tears welling up in my eyes, did we know each other in a previous life?"

He looked at He Yuan blankly, but he couldn't say his name, he was so focused, and those strange oriental red phoenix eyes were so beautiful.

Then he heard the sound of rain and woke up suddenly. He opened his eyes, the glass window was slammed by the wind and rain, and He Yuan was sitting on the chair at the foot of the bed, with his legs stretched out straight on the hospital bed, his face blank. Staring at himself with an expression.

"What's the matter?" Luo Ye was dissatisfied that his voice was too hoarse. He coughed, but when he opened his mouth again, his voice was still hoarse, as if he had been burned, "You seem very unhappy."

Ask again: "Who made you uncomfortable?"

"I'm Wenji." He said coldly, "I'm here to tell you about your own destiny."

Luo Ye laughed, and said, "There is no difference between you and He Yuan in my eyes. You should be one. Your souls are divided into two halves, but one day they will be stitched together again."

"Everything that is sewn together has cracks."

He said: "But I think it's beautiful, you and He Yuan are both beautiful."

Wen Ji staggered his eyes and said, "You're going to die, do you know that?"

Luo Ye smiled and said, "When I walked into this hospital, everyone who saw my diagnosis said I didn't have a few days to live."

"You will die on May 87, 5, on that day, your fate has not changed at all, surprise?" Wen Ji was still cold, "Your future is no longer in your hands, you should know this .”

Luo Ye pursed his lips and thought for a while: "Yes, you are right, my fate has been handed over to the person who controls it, but I can still change some things..."

"For example? In addition to helping women and children, do you want to help cats and dogs?" Wen Ji raised his head, but he couldn't control the tears in his eyes. He said, "Do you still want to be a saint before you die? "

Luo Ye said: "Tell me your mother's name, and I will definitely save you from future harm before I die."

"You don't understand, you don't understand," he turned his head and looked at Luo Ye intently, as if the person in front of him was about to ride away in a storm and wind in a second, "You don't understand anything."

"What don't I understand, come on, tell me, I'll let you live." Luo Ye managed to straighten up, but the pain had already tortured him so much that he was in pain. Even though he had taken painkillers, he was still in pain Gotta inhale.He looked at Wen Ji with sincerity.

A lonely and contradictory smile appeared on Wen Ji's face. It was He Yuan. Luo Ye could see it completely. He Yuan said: "I want to meet you. Feeling, even not loving you me, is something I can't accept by myself. Now I love you with all my strength, if I meet you in my dream, it is my destiny, I should accept it, it rewards me far more Because of the hurt it caused me. You don't know who my mother and father are, and you don't know what the future holds, but... I don't accept that I can't meet you."

"It's not like this... As long as it's you, I will love you, even if you don't realize it, tell me your mother's name." Luo Ye looked at him, but painfully felt a kind of determination in his eyes , "Trust me, you will be born with my love."

"I already have your love," He Yuan bowed slightly: "I am very willing to accept your love, and I also want your company. Don't kill my hobbies? Let my love not only be for my benefactor, but also for you. It’s not the kindness to change my life, let me love you like an ordinary person. Let me accept my own fate.”

Luo Ye suppressed tears, he said: "Then open the window, let the wind and rain blow in, just like the day we met."

He Yuan said: "I did a lot of mistakes, I should have had a hunch... I should have reminded you, but I didn't expect it at all."

"What didn't you expect? Didn't you expect lung cancer? When I lived in a double room, there was a 27-year-old guy, and his girlfriend was crying. I said I was not a few years older than your boyfriend. She looked surprised. She looked at me, with all the makeup on her face, and said, 'You look 50 to [-] years old.' I said, 'I looked good when I was young.' She went to see the group photo on the flowers, and came back to get a pen Asking me for an autograph, crying while talking, I can't understand what she said."

He Yuan licked his lips and said, "What else can I say? Say something like you don't live long."

"If I know you, I'll be a 'scourge for thousands of years'," he laughed himself, and started coughing again with a smile.

He Yuan waited quietly at the side, and asked, "Is the cough too serious? Is there no specific medicine?"

"Maybe it's a psychological effect. Before the diagnosis, I didn't have such a severe cough." Luo Ye stared at him and asked, "Do you believe in past and present lives?"

"Maybe yes, maybe no, but it doesn't make any sense. Are you still you without memory? Will you still love me without memory?" He Yuan pointed his lips and said, "I don't think so. Out, I don't know, I am no longer me, and you are no longer you, will our meeting still be meaningful?"

Luo Ye was silent for a long time, then said with a smile: "I had a dream, in the dream I was an actor."

He Yuan nodded, "Actors don't need a muse anymore, and I don't exist in dreams."

"No," he thought for a while, and smiled himself: "I dreamed of you, I dreamed of you appearing on my set, brighter than black and white."

He Yuan wiped away the tears from the corners of his eyes, broke through his tears and said with a smile: "After all, you are still a writer. If you become an actor, the only thing that will be popular is the biography you wrote at home after retirement."

Luo Ye took a group photo from the lily bouquet, and he felt emotional, "My face has fascinated many little girls when I was young, and you, a guy, I am very satisfied."

"Then I won't fall into your hands anymore. It's too sad." He Yuan closed the window and stood facing the window for a long time. From Luo Ye's perspective, he could only see his shrugging shoulders, "It's so sad." Who knew you would die from smoking, so many smokers, save you from smoking to death."

"You can't calculate the probability. Have you heard of Murphy's Law? The more you worry about something, the more it will happen."

But He Yuan said: "I would rather think that I think too much and worry about nothing."

But Luo Ye said: "Maybe one day the unfounded worries will come true, the clouds in the sky will pour out, and then everyone will be submerged in the glory of the kingdom of heaven."

"I really suggest that you also become a writer in your next life. You really have no future as an actor. If you want you to act so freely, the director will kill you." He still didn't turn his head, his voice was still crying, but Luo Ye Standing up weakly, hugging him from behind to comfort him.

Luo Ye said: "Really, I can accept my own fate, but how can I accept yours?"

"I want to accept my own destiny as much as I want to accept yours. I know the past as well as the future. Maybe it's because of this that I become the one you love." He Yuan turned his head and said with a smile, "I Very contented, and a good son of fate."

Farewell Dinner, After Charity Auction

Qi Feng said: "If you don't believe it, Luo Ye is really a ruthless person. He has no bad habits except smoking. I blame all of them. I didn't persuade him to go to the hospital to have a look at his two lungs, thinking that he would be healed if he quit smoking." , In the end, I didn't quit smoking, and I left..."

Female patron: "Qi Feng, everyone has their own destiny. It's too late to say anything now. How old is he? Who cares about lung cancer? He also entrusted the anti-domestic violence charity organization to you. From now on, you will also It’s no longer a person who is full for one person and the whole family is not hungry.”

Qi Feng said: "I have to find a young man named He Yuan. When I find him, this charity organization will also be handed over to him to inherit."

Female Patron: "He Yuan? His relatives?"

Qi Feng: "Mr. Luo Ye calls him Muse."

Mental hospital

He Yuan sat in front of the folding window and kept flipping the hinges. His fingers were trembling, but his face was full of strange concentration. The doctor stood at the door and knocked lightly on his door.

But he didn't respond in any way, still with that chilling concentration.

"How do you feel?" asked the doctor.

"Very, very good." His voice was also trembling, as if every muscle in his whole body had been plucked. "There is nothing to worry about."

"Have you noticed your own voice?"

He Yuan turned his head and said impatiently: "As an intern, I hope you don't look for materials for your own novels. I don't like to see myself in other people's books. I don't know which university you graduated from." I don't care, and I have no interest in whether you like your job or not."

The intern said nervously, "You...what are you talking about?"

He Yuan frowned, and suddenly said with a smile: "You have to know, your body is full of information."

"for example?"

"Doctors other than you know that I am an unfriendly patient, so they prescribed me a lot of sedatives, saying that they can treat my schizophrenia," his voice and hands were still trembling, and what he revealed The abnormality is a side effect of the sedative, but he smiled: "The doctors who come here, except you and my attending doctor, no one wears such shiny shoes."

He said again: "But it doesn't matter if I tell you, because I'm about to leave from here."